A.N.: Dolls I'm so sorry for writing such long chapter, but I didn't want to seperate this at two parts, so at least you have a whole lot of reading for now :D I hope you'll enjoy it. My illness is better, and next I'm coming back to school, which scares me after week absence, well I hope I won't die. Anyway, read, enjoy and write reviews to let me know if the story is going well ! I'd love to hear from you again after another long lasting silence...I miss your reviews, I miss the communication with you. Sending as much love as I can, with warm optimism your ZiZi hugs and ZiZi kisses xoxo
Caesar lied on his back, while Roxana leaned above him, her body supported half by his strong body, and half by her arm beside emperor's head. She was kissing him lovingly and ever so gently, while outside their bedroom already started spreading darkness.
She finally made herself to drew her lips from his, when she looked down in his crystal blue eyes, smiling at his happy features, her fingers lightly caressed his silver hair ,,We should have some sleep, to be fresh for the start of games tomorrow.''
Caesar smiled contentedly, his hand pleasantly running over her bare back under the sheets ,,I'm quite sure, we'll be fresh after our relaxing afternoon and evening.''
Roxana giggled softly at his words, nuzzling her nose with his, before kissing him affectionately again ,,You're right, but still we should already go to sleep.''
Julius gave her slow nod ,,You're right.'' Lifting his head only lightly to reach her lips in last kiss, after he broke the kiss his head buried in pillow, he uttered sleepily ,,Good night my Goddess.''
,,Good night my Caesar,'' Roxana smiled, before shifting and laying her head on his set shoulder to be as close as was possible, while his arm wrapped around her only hugged her gently closer to his body.
She closed her eyes, but as much as she was tired, she somehow couldn't fall asleep. And she knew too well the reason why. She was simply excited. Excited from being in Greece, with her beloved, and the thrill of upcoming games and seeing Irina's lover kept her awake.
Her eyes slowly opened again, she blinked, adjusting at the darkness, when she heard Julius breathing lightly, he was already asleep. He could sleep in any situation, and she admired that, because at such moments she was free to creep out of bed and stare at starry night from the balcony.
Slowly and very carefully she wrenched from his gently grip, letting him sleep, while she stood up from bed, and reached for his toga on the floor. Wrapping it around her body lazily, she narrowed, and silently walked to balcony, to look how servants from Obnoxias' palace already started enlightening the pathways all around the palace, as the dark covered entire country, only full moon shinning through the soundless night.
She smiled for herself, looking around for few moments, before she slowly turned and her eyes descended on her sleeping emperor in their large bed. Her smile get only wider, while she stepped back inside their bedroom, dropped the toga off her body and as silently as she crept out of bed, as silently she slid back beneath the light sheets, and to Caesar's set arms.
Pillowing her head by his chest she felt his arm instinctively hugging her body to him, while she closed her eyes and at the sound of his heartbeat she slowly succumbed to sweet sleep.
Morning sun spreading within the room, and Caesar was the first to wake. He loved watching his Goddess sleep, because even then she looked beautiful as ever. In other situation he would enjoy the view for longer time, but he knew, they should not delay for the beginning of games, and so he gently caressed his fingers over Roxana's jaw line, she letting out low sigh as a sign of interruption of her dream.
He tried so hard, but he couldn't help himself and descended with his lips on her chin, slowly carefully trying to wake her by light kisses, which aimed lower her beautiful neck, and by the time his soft lips met her collarbone, Roxana smiled, her eyes blinking open.
,,Good morning my love,'' he muttered to her neck, before straightening himself to look in her chocolate brown eyes, which were searching for the source of her wakening.
,,Good morning Juli,'' Roxana smiled sleepily up at her lover, before being immediately silenced by sweet kiss.
,,We have to prepare ourselves for the games,'' Caesar uttered, looking down at her, as she yet deliriously blinked her eyes few times more to really wake.
,,Hmm,'' she sighed with light nod, her eyes meeting his again.
,,Carpe diem, Roxana,'' he smiled, his hand caressing her cheek.
,,Carpe diem,'' she nodded in approval, reaching with her hand the back of his silver hair, where she'd tangled her fingers and brought him back down to kiss her once more, before they shall start dressing.
They could already hear the fanfares as they approached their high places at the stadium.
Caesar dressed in his typical colors. Bloody red, long tunica with matching toga adorned by its edges with golden patterns. His golden belt, bracelets and rings with his golden laurel wreath made his look far more royal than Obnoxias'.
Roxana by his side wore milky white stola with half long sleeves-opened by her shoulders-and light blue toga wrapped over her shoulder and waist.
Holding Julius' hand in hers, Roxana audibly swallowed. One could tell the sound of fanfares could drown that slight noise she made, but Caesar noticed, and gave to her hand a gentle squeeze, taking over her attention, she looked up at him with light inquiring smile.
,,Are you ready, my love ?'' Julius smiled down at her, waiting for her response.
She has not appeared in Greek public for such a long time, and as she approached the situation of facing the crowd of people who knew her, especially when she was about to appear with Caesar by her side, just made her slightly nervous, but she didn't want to let him know.
,,Of course I am, my dearest,'' she smiled, ignoring butterflies within her stomach as they were taking step after step up to their seats.
And as they reached the top, the crowd cheered excitedly.
That made her smile wider, the feeling of being beloved by her people finally eased her.
They stopped to be greeted by the crowd, which was now drowning the sound of fanfares. They could hear excited yells and screams of Greek people and visitors, who were about to watch their representatives during the games.
,,Ave, Caesar !''
,,Caesar !''
,,Irina ! Irina !''
,,Roxana !''
,,Princess Roxana !''
,,Obnoxias !''
They stepped slowly down around the four seats meant for Roxana, Caesar, Obnoxias and Irina, during listening to all greetings, straightly walking forward to greet the crowd and all representatives, as it is proper for royalty.
Standing by the edge of balcony, Caesar was lifting his hand in greeting of The Emperor. Irina was waving, just as excitedly as Roxana with wide smile on her face, while Obnoxias briefly tried to imitate Caesar, who gave him inquiring look, so Greek king rather stopped, and only nodded at the crowd.
And as fanfares begun again, the sound echoed through the Olympia, while the representatives of each domain started making their way around the stadium, while arbitrals of the games on the opposite side of royalty introduced themselves as well.
First people who walked around the stadium were people of Greece. Roxana waved smilingly, hearing the cheers all around filling the air.
When Rome representatives came out from the gate, being led by Brutus himself on chariot with black horses, they could hear whistles, which was mark of highly rude attitude towards the men of Rome-or only Brutus himself-from the crowd.
Roxana giggled slightly for herself, seeing Caesar's cold expression at whistling on his son. After all Brutus deserved it after what he nearly had done to him, Caesar let him bathe in the negative response of the people.
Next Germans and right after them people of Hispania, they slowly walked around the stadium, slowly starting to make a row beside Greeks in front of the Emperor, king and princesses.
Then Egyptians, who received a loud ovation too, and as the last ones a very small group of three people –The Gauls.
As they walked around and closer around the seats of royalty, Roxana had the chance to look over the three, and she smiled when she spotted the only young man, holding the representative flag with Gaul symbol on it.
Roxana softly leaned to Irina on her left side and uttered just for young princess to hear it ,,You were right…he is beautiful.'' She smiled knavishly at Irina, when young princess nodded in approval, before they greeted them as well.
But Lovesix wasn't the only one who captured Roxana's attention. She slowly examined the small blonde Gaul beside him too. He looked strong as well, and his look was just unusual for her sight, so different from those muscular and shaved Romans or Egyptians she was used to.
Sure, Gauls weren't the only men with moustaches, but that blonde individual just smiled at her, and she wasn't mistaken, because he even waved at her in greeting. And such simple thing enlightened interest within her mind.
As all representatives rowed in front of them and fanfares climaxed their notes, Brutus held his hand up, loudly shouting ,,Ave, papa !''
Caesar did not changed his stony expression, tapping at his chest, and uttering ,,Ave, me !''
Roxana smiled at his self imperial reflection.
They waited until the starter of games lit the flame, announcing the beginning, and servants unrevealed each name of each domain above their own stands.
Roxana turned to Caesar, smiling at him when he turned to her, and taking her hand he walked with her, Irina and Obnoxias few steps up, to sit on their seats. Caesar in the middle, on the highest step, Roxana on his left side one step below his level. Irina sat on Roxana's left side, one step lower from her level, and Obnoxias on the other side, two steps below Caesar's level.
All sitting soundly, waiting for the very first discipline to start, as Egyptian walked to the middle of stadium, taking from game servant prepared javelin.
Roxana had the slightest moment to look over him, and over his muscles as he warmed his arm by slight stretching. Somebody from the crowd yelled something, being immediately shushed by the majority of watchers.
Only then Egyptian ran forward and with much strength of his arm he threw the javelin as far as he was able, Roxana watching him with growing grin.
Something was about the games. She didn't allow herself to stray from Caesar, but nobody could take from her the privilege to look over other materials, especially when they were half naked in front of her very eyes.
The javelin pierced the grass on the opposite part of stadium, and Egyptian raised his muscular arms in proud triumph of his throw.
,,That was nice,'' Roxana uttered into Caesar's direction, crossing her arms on her chest, when he looked at her with light smile. ,,I can't disprove the strength of Cleopatra's athletes…'' she added, turning her head back as fanfares announced another representative of next domain.
Greek athlete prepared himself, before running and throwing, letting out low shout of the effort he put in it, and the javelin landed just several feet further than Egyptian's throw.
Roxana giggled loud, just as Obnoxias cheered.
She looked slowly at Caesar, who gave her surprised look, when she uttered ,,But it seems, Greece is still better than Egypt.'' Julius very well knew, on what her innuendo was aimed. At his relationship with Cleopatra, whom she hated, but accepted her as long as she didn't have to meet her face to face.
,,Brutus is next, we'll see, if Rome is any better,'' Caesar answered, and Roxana nodded, offering a soothing smile to her beloved, before watching the stand of Rome, waiting for Brutus to appear.
But when he wasn't coming, Roxana sighed and waved at the servant who gave her full chalice of red wine, so she could swallow her nervousness with delicious nectar.
At the sound of fanfares, feature appeared in the shadow of stand.
,,There he goes,'' Roxana uttered, taking another gulp of wine, before almost choking at it, when Brutus jumped forward on the light, giving to all present the view on his overdone muscular body.
Irina jumped on her feet from the seat, her mouth opened in disbelief.
He lifted his hand in gesture of admiration towards her, as if he was any hero. He growled and roared like an animal while he started mowing, making audience laugh almost mockingly. Roxana gave to Caesar shocked look, which he shared with her, before his brows furrowed at his son.
Roxana stood up, and caressed Irina's shoulder, breathing out, while shaking with her head ,,That is not him.''
,,How do you mean that ?'' Irina whimpered, never looking at her, but trailing Brutus with her eyes from head to toe as he walked to the middle of stadium. His muscles were abominable and almost disgusting.
,,Well I already saw him half naked, and he never looked like that, I'm sure it's cheat,'' Roxana nodded, finishing her wine, before turning back to Irina. ,,I need to swallow down my shock, tell me when he's about to throw,'' she slowly left behind the seats to prepared banquet and one divan, she didn't sat down, but took a plate, and started putting on it each kind of fruit, of which the table was full.
,,He shall throw,'' Irina suddenly announced, and Roxana turned with half full plate in her hand, to look, she stood behind her seat, watching how Brutus already, literally ran for it.
But at the moment he was about to throw, his body suddenly lifted into air, as he pierced one of his apparently false muscles on his legs, and flew through the air, high above the stadium.
,,I expected they're false and I thought, that they won't make him any stronger…but I absolutely didn't expect this,'' Roxana laughed amused, spotting by corner of her eyes Julius' glare at his flying son, she felt sorry for the emperor, but she couldn't help herself and laugh with audience, representatives and Irina herself.
They watched how Brutus flew through tribunes and above the stadium, and when he looked like he shall finally throw, his body changed direction and forced him to fly straight at the royal gallery, aiming at Caesar himself.
Obnoxias rather ran during Brutus' warning scream, just as Irina shifted herself to the side, but Roxana stood on Caesar's left, and just as him, she didn't moved an inch of her body.
,,Look out, Dad !'' Brutus yelled, when he dropped the javelin and at the last moment, before he might hit The Great Emperor, Caesar ducked to the side to Roxana, who watched flying body land just at the table with fruit, crushing it at two pieces, forcing all food to fall to the floor.
Roxana looked at Caesar and caressed his cheek lightly with her palm, to sooth him at least somehow, when emperor looked behind himself at Brutus, who tried to pick up himself from the ground and his hard landing.
,,Hi Roxy,'' he uttered smiling awkwardly, she only smirked, taking one cherry from her plate, eating it. ,,Hi, Dad,'' he nodded, yearning the glare of Caesar's before Brutus slowly walked to stairs to leave.
Roxana sighed loudly, looking at Caesar, and offering him soothing smile and plate with fruit, he eagerly took one bunch of grapes, and started eating, to distract himself from being upset about his son.
Roxana smiled and slowly sat back on her seat to watch upcoming discipline, throwing of disc.
Before the discipline might start, Roxana leaned to Irina and whispered ,,Gauls are playing now ?''
,,Mhmm,'' Irina nodded slowly, watching German walking towards the spot from where he shall throw.
,,Good,'' Roxana nodded, looking over the German, half naked, she smirked, leaning close to Irina again and adding ,,How do you like other men's looks, so far ?''
Irina turned her head to Roxana with slightly surprised expression.
,,I didn't look at their figure at all,'' young princess shook with her head.
Roxana chuckled quietly ,,That's a shame. Look at this German…he has nice chest and hair on the right places…''
,,I don't like hairy men,'' Irina stated softly, and Roxana smirked a little bit louder.
,,Well, I think you should get used to it, if you want your Gaul to win…he won't shave as Romans do. And besides…if the hair is truly on the right places-'' Roxana winked ,,-it give its own sort of pleasure too, my dear. Think about it, and look over other men too.''
Roxana smiled knavishly, while leaning back into her seat, eating another cherry, when she watched the German throw the disc pretty far.
He proudly tapped at his chest, and showing off his muscles he went with head up, straight back to his stand.
Fanfare announced the next representative, and from Gaul's stand shinned sudden light, it made both of princesses watch the upcoming Gaul with far greater concern than before.
It was the one, who waved at Roxana, she didn't know why, but she smiled as she stopped eating for the while and watched him.
He took the disc and pretended it was too heavy for him, before he laughed hardly, and walked to the spot where German was not two minutes ago.
,,Alright,'' Irina uttered, catching over Roxana's attention, but briefly. ,,Since you like to look over the others, than what do you think about this one ?'' young princess crossed her hands on her chest.
Roxana laughed softly, never straying from walking Gaul with her eyes, she muttered ,,Cute those wings on his helmet. I'll tell you further opinion, after he'll throw.'' She had already some opinion, but was too busy to tell Irina, since she wanted to focus on him better.
Irina smiled, when the blonde Gaul looked straight at her and Roxana, he made a gesture in greet and salute at once, before he smiled, and looked forward where he shall throw.
Roxana shifted on her seat to better see, biting her lip, when Gaul was trying to find technique how to throw, before he, completely lazily moved his hand with the disc behind his back and around his left side, throwing the disc with quite strength all over the stadium.
Roxana's mouth fell open as she watched the disc-as the rest of the audience-fly very swiftly across the entire stadium, until it hit straight at the right arm of statue on top of one walkway, high above the tribunes full of watchers.
Roxana's parted lips formed a wide grin of great surprise, she looked at same shocked Irina, Roxana nodded ,,And how strong these Gauls are…aren't they ?''
,,Lovely,'' Irina nodded smiling wide, with happiness of bigger hope for Lovesix to win.
Roxana looked at the Gaul who walked away, she breathed out ,,Impressive.''
Caesar heard her and looked at her, how her eyes were glued to the Gaul, and how she ate contentedly another of her cherries, before next discipline had its turn.
Quite fat Hispanian walked to place from where he shall throw, while people of Hispania stormed on tribunes, to encourage him while he took from game servant the ball.
,,And this one ?'' Irina smirked again, looking at Roxana, who contentedly ate, only few strawberries on her plate left.
Roxana laughed hardly, shaking with her head ,,Not this one…'' But after looking how he stretched out his arm, she quickly added ,,Though he might be really strong…he doesn't look that attractive to me.'' The sound of cheering audience perfectly drowned their little conversation, so Roxana would not worry of Caesar hearing her.
Irina giggled softly with light approving nod of her aunt's proclaim, while they watched how Hispanian threw the ball and nearly hit the game servant with it on the opposite side of stadium.
He cheered loudly, huffing at his triumph, but not for long as fanfares announced another representative, which was the third of our Gauls.
He was also full-fledged, but he did not make any mark of being scared of his following output, as he was passing by the Hispanian.
He took the ball and with ease he languidly threw it from hand to hand, like he was playing with it as if it was light as feather. Roxana shifted in her chair better, putting down her strawberry to not choke on it, if this Gaul might surprise her, and she didn't have to wait for too long.
He looked at the statue far in front of him, the very statue which was now lacking one arm. Roxana with Caesar, Obnoxias and Irina too looked at the statue as well.
Roxana smiled with parted lips as she looked back at Gaul ,,Oh-no he shall-''
She didn't even manage to finish her sentence when he squinted and with such graciousness he threw the ball so lazily, it flew swiftly, cutting through the air until it hit the second arm of statue.
,,By Jupiter,'' Roxana exhaled shocked, landing hard with her back against her seat as the performance of the obviously strong Gaul completely grounded her.
Irina put palm on her chest, breathing out ,,That was…''
,,Impressive,'' Roxana nodded absentmindedly, looking how Gaul smiled for himself. She had to swallow thickly, to clear her throat from surprise she added with expert smile ,,Easily…''
She looked at Caesar, who gave her just the same shocked look, she giggled ,,You never told me, Gauls were such strong.''
But Caesar only grinned and nodded ,,That only makes my conquers even far valuable, doesn't it ?''
Roxana smiled at him, biting her lip, she watched how Julius winked at her, when nobody was looking at him, she exhaled, feeling her mouth dry form sudden lust for him. Always when he talked about his strength, or his conquers, it made her crave him greatly.
She contentedly ate the rest of her fruit on plate, before fanfares and arbitrals made their final verdict, and called the winners of today's disciplines to the podium.
The strongest Gaul stood on top of three stairs, the blonde Gaul just the step below and Greek athlete on the third step, each receiving one olive branch as symbol of their triumph.
Fanfares sounded and all stood clapping at the great Gauls, while Roxana looked at the statue, she giggled, smiling at Irina, while clapping ,,I think, she is pretty armless now.''
Her joke made young princess laugh hardly, before their attention overtook the characteristic voice of nobody else, but spoiled brat.
Brutus moved himself straight towards the podium of winners, loudly yelling for everybody to hear him ,,Objection ! Complaint ! Protest !'' He pointed viciously at Gauls, while he stopped just in front of them. ,,They're cheating !'' he yelled, and Roxana rolled her eyes towards heaven, growling irritably.
Looking at Caesar and leaning closer to him, he lowered his head slightly to hear her ,,As if he wasn't.''
,,Just wait,'' Julius nodded, watching and waiting patiently for his son's vindication of his protest.
Brutus rudely continued in pointing at winners and nearly screaming from fury ,,These Gauls have taken a magic potion to be invincible !''
Roxana gaped at him, how could he be so spoiled to say such thing.
The blonde Gaul scoffed loudly, answering with no shame ,,And you took nothing ?''
Roxana giggled softly with Irina together, when they both remembered how he flew awkwardly across the stadium and landed even more awkwardly at the table with fruit.
,,That's different, I lost,'' Brutus defended himself lowly, while looking at arbitrals, who scooted together to consult the hard complaint.
After a moment or two, arbitrals narrowed and announced ,,We'll use the beetlyser test !''
Roxana bit her lip and slowly sat down as emperor, king and young princess, all waiting for what comes.
Caesar turned himself on his seat, leaning to Roxana and asking ,,Since you know the games better than I, explain what does that mean ?''
,,Well,'' Roxana nodded, and slowly gave Caesar her answer ,,Arbitrals will bring special beetles from Olympia, which are sort of trained. The Gauls are supposed to blow within them, and the point is, the beetles should not swell more than several inches-I'm not sure how many, since it's been long time when I watched the games last time.''
Caesar nodded expertly at such smart way of how to reveal cheaters, he watched how one of arbitrals brought a nice box to the Gauls. Opening it and showing three beetles, they explained to Gauls what they shall do, and performed on one himself, before giving chance to Gauls.
They both took each of beetles, and slowly started blowing.
Roxana watched carefully, her eyes widening when the blonde's beetle swelled greatly, but it was nothing in compare to the taller Gaul, before both beetles suddenly flew backwards from being literally overblown.
,,Oh-no,'' Roxana exhaled lowly, looking at Irina, when the verdict was clear. Gauls had cheated as well, even when they didn't seem to.
After another very quick discussion of arbitrals, they all announced ,,The Gallo-Romans are disqualified ! For using magic to augment their prowess.''
Roxana looked at Irina, how she disappointedly looked at Lovesix who stood by Gaul's stand. Roxy reached to young princess, caressing her arm to sooth her.
Arbitrals announced through loud whistling of the crowd ,,And so the winner of this heat is…''
They looked at the steps of winners, before turning back to audience and announcing with proud smile ,,Greece !''
Everybody burst in loud cheers, which echoed all across the stadium, and Roxana smiled at least at the winery of her own domain, she clapped.
Caesar looked at her with cold expression and she pouted at him softly. She knew he doesn't mean it, but he was so patriotic, and sort of self-centered, he wouldn't clap at winery of somebody else, than his own.
,,Couldn't you at least once admit that some of your domain is better than Romans ?'' she smiled cutely at him, blinking few times, it melted him, but he wouldn't let her know by his expression. ,,At least for me ?'' she added, already losing any hope, that he would admit it, but wide smile laced her features with sooth, when he lifted his hands and clapped slowly in approval.
In the afternoon, as Caesar had planned, was standing in his sheer white robe and toga with golden edges and golden laurel wreath on top of his head, narrowing straight as a model for a statue of his head. His expression literally suggestive to a stone, while he was partly glaring by one at Brutus, who soundly sat on the divan beside him, listening to following thunder.
,,A single defeat could be fatal,'' Caesar spoke yet calmly, Roxana could hear from her distant place, as she stood on balcony, looking down on the grounds of Obnoxias' palace, but listening very carefully to what Caesar might say. She knew her place, and wanted to give him space to preach his own son.
,,Your performance is a disgrace !'' Caesar pressed harder, but that time he looked at Brutus and completely lost his temper at the sight of him. ,,Listen, if you don't win, you won't just lose your wedding, but your status too,'' he said firmly with low voice, before bursting out. ,,Caesar will give you the Empire's most barbaric little province ! You'll never set sandal in Rome again, by Jupiter ! And by Caesar myself ! Ave !''
Roxana shook her head with silent giggle. Julius' monologue gave her shiver, as he yelled and screamed at his son with that velvet voice of his. She could never tell how it could arouse her, but it did, especially, when Brutus muttered something for himself, and Caesar yelled out of control.
,,What did you say ?!''
,,Me ? Nothing,'' Brutus lowly defended himself with nervous chuckle. After while admitting he spoke he added ,,Oh yes, I was thinking out loud. I'll give dad a gift !''
,,Be gone !'' Caesar stormed, moving himself closer to balcony, letting the sculptor now work without model as it wasn't needed anymore. ,,Your helmet !'' Caesar yet shouted at Brutus, who was apparently leaving, until he rushed out of the hall, and Julius walked himself to balcony, to waiting Roxana.
She turned at him, smiling up wide, her hands ran up his chest, fondling his muscles when she praised ,,You've done it. You scared him out. I'm proud of you, my love, of how you spoke to him.''
Caesar didn't even smiled at her, even though her eyes soothed him slightly, when he growled through his teeth, never noticing her palms kept sensually caressing him ,,But I'm not proud of him ! How he could be my son ? He's a disgrace by his face, by his manners, and now even by his athletic behavior !''
,,Shh-love,'' Roxana smiled, cupping his cheeks to ease him and force him to look at her. ,,Don't let him upset you so much. If he won't win, then you'll do, what you said. You're right, he doesn't deserve any tribute…''
,,He doesn't deserve anything from Caesar anymore ! He's…he's…'' Caesar was harshly trying to find the right words, while bursting out again in Roxana's gentle grip, his crystal orbs ticking absentmindedly somewhere around her, never meeting her eyes.
,,Shh-shh-shh,'' Roxana whispered soothingly, her thumb on his lips finally caught his attention, he saw how she smiled at him, and it just made his heart melt, and raise for her at once. ,,I know, you're upset now, but don't let him ruin our day. Please, let me make you feel better,'' she smiled, her chocolate brown eyes shinning for him, when his furrowed brows slightly eased its tension.
,,I just can't stop thinking about him, and about the moment he flew around my head !'' he nearly shouted again, and Roxana bit her lip, tiptoeing, silencing Caesar effectively with passionate kiss.
She exhaled hotly against his parted lips after seeing his face soften under her sensuality ,,You know, what your raised voice does to me, don't you…''
At that moment his crystals turned lustful, he breathed out the breath he was holding in his chest, while scooting slightly down to her, his body betraying himself at her ministrations, when her palms slid down his chest, and her plump rosy lips were inches from his.
,,I should yell at him more often then, my love,'' Julius growled under his breath, but no more from irritation, but from crystal clear lust in his velvet voice.
Roxana grinned, when his lips brushed over her parted ones, she nodded fractionally ,,You definitely should.''
His mouth met hers, and his tongue didn't have to beg for permission when she let him kiss her heatedly, his body pressing to hers, she could feel his small emperor growing against her stomach.
She felt the heat pound between her thighs, and she couldn't take it anymore, breathing harshly to his mouth, he nearly overheard ,,Come with me to chambers…I'll make you forget about everything.''
She didn't have to say it twice, when he put aside the scepter on the lip of balcony railing, before he raised her with ease in his strong arms, and carried her towards their bedroom, never daring to draw his mouth an inch from hers.
They reached their bedroom in few moments, watching how the sunset dipped slowly in the azure sea, while Julius put Roxana on her feet, finally breaking their avid kiss.
She groaned lustfully, pushing sheer white toga off his shoulder, and slowly doing the same with his robe, before she took his laurel wreath and tossed it with a metal cling to the little table beside their bedding. Her palms on his chest, when he kissed her once more, before she pushed him with the full force of her arousal down on bed, never caring he was only half naked, she was content with his opened robe, so she could easily reach him.
Her eyes widening when she bit her rosy lower lip, making him growl, as she popped the button on her left shoulder.
Caesar sighed, looking at her standing there, the lack of her lips on his made him stop thinking about her at all, and think of his son once again. It was the moment of slightest inattention, and all those thoughts boiled in his mind within seconds.
,,By Jupiter, that bastard of mine can't even let me have the pleasure to watch you strip,'' he growled falling on his back.
Roxana shook her head, watching him ,,What do you say ? I thought, you already forgot about him.'' She grinned knavishly, popping the golden button on her right shoulder, letting the stola slip off her petit form, the fabric glazing down her perfect curves.
Julius sighed helplessly, he could see her, but he couldn't feel in the moment ,,How could I forget about him, when he's mocking his status, and therefore Caesar myself !''
Roxana sighed, slowly crawling on bed to him, giving him the full view he usually so appreciated, while she purred teasingly ,,Don't think about him now…you've got better things to do…''
She smiled as she crawled up, and slightly parted his thighs for herself, moving in between them and then lowering her body down to press against him, he groaned now from need.
,,Right,'' he nodded swiftly, while Roxana started suffusing his both thighs with feather-light, slow kisses, the fleeting contact made him shiver to her personal delight.
She could see he wanted her, not only by expression of his face, but from the hardness which was throbbing inches from her lips.
,,I don't know so far, which province should fit him as the most barbaric one, but I will find one,'' he uttered, his eyes closing, when Roxana brushed her lips down his length.
Softly stopping at his words, she muttered to his hot skin ,,You'll think about it later, dear.''
Her lips nipped at his member from his very head to his very tip, inch by inch feeling him growing even harder under her mouth, before she clasped her lips by his glans, and sucked lightly, he panted for breath. He always did, when she did that. It made her feel naughty. Delightfully naughty.
She trailed her tongue down his throbbing length, before descending on his testes, she flicked her tongue over each swell, before sucking briefly.
,,I think –I think-'' Julius panted heavily, growling mid sentence ,,-it should …should b-be Gaul.''
He is joking, right ?
She thought, narrowing her head to see his eyes closed, they fluttered at the lack of contact of her lips, she quickly passed the fact he mentioned Gaul, and slowly crawled on top of him.
,,I said don't think about it now…let me make you forget, at least for a moment, love,'' she reached his face, lightly caressing his cheek with her fingers, while she straddled his waist, and slowly grounded her lap on top of him, making him pant harder, his breath grew heavier, and his lips parted, when his eyes fluttered once more.
,,Y-you don't…think –that Gaul is ah-appropriate ?'' Julius muttered, when her lips were already brushing his since she was about to kiss him, but this was the last drop to her chalice, which get overfilled.
Roxana narrowed swiftly up, looking at him in disbelief, before she hurriedly crawled off him, back on her feet, looking for her stola.
,,W-wait, where are you going ?'' Caesar woke up from his delirium, he narrowed on his elbows, watching her get dressed, her fingers angrily popping buttons back on her shoulders, she didn't even looked at him, and never uttered a single word.
Roxana walked forward to the door of their bedroom, when his voice forced her to turn to him ,,Wait ! Speak to me !''
She gave him furious look, he yet never seen from her so far, when she suddenly burst ,,Unless you are ready to not be distracted by your bastard of a son, and your selfish thoughts, try to realize, I am here too ! You didn't even noticed I was doing something !''
,,Sure I did, Roxana !'' Caesar called for her, when she wanted to turn again.
,,No you didn't ! Your penis probably, but YOU didn't ! And I can't stand it, to spend time with your self-centered thoughts, when you should pay at least the slightest attention to me ! I'm going out, and you don't follow me, I don't wish to see you this evening !'' she pointed firmly her index finger at him, upsetting him highly by her ministrations and by her talk, when she turned her back to him and moved to the door.
,,Immediately come back ! Caesar says you to come back !'' he shouted, but Roxana only painfully turned to him, standing in doors, she glared with tears of anger shinning violently in her chocolate brown orbs.
,,I AM NOT YOUR SLAVE !'' Roxana screamed at the top of her lungs, before her lips trembled in effort to not start crying from irritation on her place. Julius looked at her, knowing he pushed too far, and low over her borders, when she whispered, he barely heard-but he heard ,,And I am not your wife…''
Painful tears of fury rolled down her cheeks, violently burning her skin, when she left the room and slammed the tall door behind herself as loud as she could, leaving him lie on bed, half naked, half aroused and completely paralyzed.
He never saw her so angry. Especially about Him.
Roxana was walking through the halls, ignoring everything around her, until she reached the hall with Zeus-throne in the middle, she saw, that sculptor was gone already, and that Caesar's face was done. She would have punched the face, if it wouldn't hurt her fist badly. Instead she walked to balcony, looking across the grounds as they were wide, she started pacing from side to side on balcony, her thoughts flying furiously within her mind, and she could not stop them.
,,Selfish, arrogant, imperial, idiotic, careless-'' she fisted her hands and her eyes descended on the vase which was in one corner of the balcony railing, she grabbed it, lifting it high above her head wanting to crash it to the ground when she changed her mind at the last moment, and stopped, looking at the vase.
She shook her head violently, putting the vase back.
,,No, I'm not going to behave like –like Cleopatra ! Ha ! He would have let her to distract him so easily, if he was with her,'' she mocked now for herself crossing her hands on her chest. She knew too well, she was speaking with empty air, but she get used to it after so many afternoons spent in her own company, and nobody else's. ,,That Egyptian slut would suck the soul out of him, and he wouldn't be able of a single thought, but with me, he has time to think through what province he shall give to his brat, to punish him !'' she was growling out loud as she kept pacing, her voice full of mock, her hands lifting furiously in air after every second word or so.
,,He wasn't even able to mention that foul bath, but games are –of course- more important for his self imperial reflection ! To be great Romans ! All conquering ! To not disgrace his name –OH JUPITER I need to break something !'' her pacing intensified by each her increased word, her hands fisting and blood within her veins rushed so fast, boiling with anger.
,,If he was even able to punish him properly, and not just pass it by a simple scold or threats of low province ! He should beat him, or-or-'' she stumbled at the moment when her eyes strayed to a figure in the middle of the grounds.
She swallowed thickly, very quickly trying to calm her breathing, and her beating heart, if the feature down there might hear her silly self-talk, but her face softened way more, after she found out, who was passing by.
Her chocolate orbs widened, when the blonde Gaul walked all the way straight through the grounds, and towards the stadium, kicking in everything he met, he looked just as upset as she was.
It captured all of her so far common senses, that she quickly decided to distract herself, and mainly walk away from the place she was standing on, because she absolutely didn't want to see Caesar tonight, by no circumstances. Not until he realize his mistake, and not until she at least calm herself down, to be able to forgive him at all.
She ran herself to the grounds down under the balcony, and made her way behind Gaul, even when he was far in front of her, probably by stadium already.
Roxana quietly ran to the gate of stadium, hiding herself be one pillar, to see the blonde Gaul, all alone, in the middle of stadium, kicking in the sand, and swearing for himself.
The fact soothed her, she wasn't the only one, who spoke with herself.
,,Never let me work !'' blonde growled kicking another wave of sand into air. ,,Always need to illustrate my words, when he doesn't even know what he's doing, but noo-he thinks he's the smart one !'' and another great kick with his last words. ,,Instead of trying to help me, he ruins it ! Instead of letting Lovesix train, he hits him ! Mainly he didn't want to be strong anymore ! Mister Obelix !'' blonde was growling all over the stadium, but when he wanted to kick the sand again, Roxana couldn't stay quiet.
,,A quarrel between you and your friend ?'' she smiled walking forward to him, while blonde nearly stumbled to ground as he kicked the empty air. His slight stumble made Roxana giggle ever so slightly, she covered her mouth with her fingers.
,,I-I-was, I mean I-…yes, and I'm sorry, I shouldn't be here, I know…I just needed to leave,'' Gaul sweetly stuttered as he watched her walking to him, until she stopped just in front of him.
,,I won't tell anybody. I'm here secretly too,'' Roxana nodded slowly, offering a gentle smile of hers to the Gaul.
He smiled, slowly bowing before narrowing again ,,Asterix.''
,,Roxana,'' she nodded with smile. ,,Nice to meet proud representative of the Gaul,'' Roxana smiled wider, meaning every her word.
,,Yes. So you are the Roxana, everyone is speaking of,'' Asterix smiled, eyeing her slowly, although carefully.
,,I hope pleasantly ?'' she giggled biting her lip.
,,Of course. The great princess of Greece, who had been saved by Caesar himself, the legend is quite common here,'' Asterix nodded, slowly walking to the grass to not stand in the sand, just as Roxana followed him.
,,Nice to hear that at least at home they think of me in good way,'' she sighed, hugging her right shoulder with her left arm.
,,Who dares not to ?'' Asterix swiftly looked at her, facing her completely since she was the same tall as him, maybe just slightly smaller.
Roxana sighed loudly again, straying with her eyes ,,In Rome they think I'm Caesar's hetaera, and nothing else. There they doesn't take me as princess.''
Asterix nodded slowly, trying to absorb what she just said ,,I don't much understand to the word you said, but it doesn't sound like something pleasant.''
Roxana giggled at his un-knowledge of Greek or Roman expression, she nodded ,,Well that means a concubine, in other words…''
,,Sexual slave,'' Asterix slowly nodded with inquiring voice, and Roxana approved with another sigh. ,,How can they think that, since you look so Godly ? In Greece, anyone who spoke about you-anyone whom I've heard-was admiring your beauty and kindness, talking about you as of Afrodité,'' Asterix smiled at brunette, nearly making her blush.
,,Well, in Rome they don't know me that well as here,'' she nodded her poor approval with disappointment in her voice.
,,And Caesar does not step up for you ?'' blonde asked carefully, his brow cracking inquiringly up.
,,He does…sometimes…and sometimes he has moments when he behaves like…'' when she thought of what he had done before couple of minutes her face grew irritated again and her fists squeezed, while she turned her head to the gate of stadium.
,,Like ?'' Asterix asked again, watching where did she look, like if she was searching her words out of stadium.
Roxana looked back at him and breathed out ,,It doesn't matter.''
,,Oh-no, it does matter if he upset you like this,'' Asterix nodded towards her, looking at her, how blood boiled in her veins. ,,You should not keep it all within you, if he really did upset you then release it. Be kind and ease your mind,'' he offered her a serious look, while she turned around if anyone could see her or hear her.
Only when she looked back at the blonde Gaul she breathed angrily out ,,Like a complete idiot.''
,,Good one,'' Asterix nodded smiling. ,,Better ?'' he chuckled, when she softly eased with low exhale.
,,Slightly. I would feel better if I could shatter something into pieces,'' she shook with her head to get rid of such thoughts.
,,That is no problem, do please yourself, if you wish to break something, do it,'' Asterix spread his arms wide. ,,That's how we solve our problems in Gaul. Punch a few Romans, break a few things, throw some trees or menhirs,'' Asterix explained with sparkle in his blue eyes, it made Roxana giggle.
,,I was quite impressed by your strength today though, nice work,'' she pointed at the armless statue up above the now-empty tribunes.
,,Ah-yes, you've heard, our magic potion makes wonders, and intensifies our strength…'' blonde nodded explaining the situation.
,,I don't think it was any bad to drink it, but unfortunately games doesn't allow such help. But I wish Gaul to win as well as my niece. She truly loves Lovesix,'' Roxana smiled foxily at Asterix, who grinned.
,,She told you about him,'' he nodded in realization, when Roxana smiled approving again.
,,She did, and I've read all of his poems. They're just wonderful, I wish for them to be together,'' Roxana sighed dreamily at the thought.
,,Well I was trying to train Lovesix this afternoon in box to be prepared for tomorrow, but my friend Obelix had ruined it by hitting him,'' Asterix held his arms up to the sky with helplessly irritated, but ever so adorable expression.
,,I see, so that is why you've run away, in here,'' she giggled loudly, his upset face softening.
,,Yes, just like you ran from Caesar, if I'm not mistaken, by your glare before,'' Asterix cracked his brow again in another question.
,,Yes I did. This was the worse argument between us so far, and I needed to go away, or I would punch him in the face for how selfish he can be sometimes,'' Roxana whimpered at the realization of what she just said, and thought whole time since she left.
,,But you love him, don't you ?'' Asterix smiled softly at her, and she melted at the thought.
,,Yes I do,'' she nodded simply, admitting freely.
,,Then instead of punching him, punch something else for now,'' Asterix pulled from his belt a little flask, opened it and offered.
Roxana looked at the flask and then in Gaul's eyes ,,Is that the magic potion ?''
When Asterix only smiled wider, she breathed out her crave to try it.
Reaching for it, she offered a thankful smile, before she took a gulp, suddenly her entire body felt warm wave of the potion, her body enlightened with flash of warm light, her short hair flew around her face heavenly and her full chest bounced greatly on its place.
,,By Jupiter,'' she exhaled with a light laugher, as it tingled her even somewhere, where it shouldn't at the moment.
She gave the flask back to Asterix.
,,You wanted to break something, then do so,'' he noted, watching what she might do, when she grinned.
,,I know exactly what I may destroy, but…I need your help,'' she smiled at him, and when he eagerly nodded, she leaned to his ear, and whispered something just for him.
,,Alright,'' Asterix nodded with ease, taking the flask again, and after he drank, his body lifted in the air with the same flash, the wings on his helmet literally waved couple of times, and when he landed, he immediately ran away in the speed of lightning itself.
Roxana only watched him disappear, and she didn't manage to count till ten and he was back again, holding in his arms the very statue of Caesar's face from the hall of palace. He stopped in front of Roxana, winking at her, before he ran with it forward in the middle of stadium and put it on one small stand. He lifted a ball from earlier of this day, and running back to her he nodded.
,,Your majesty,'' Asterix smiled, giving her the ball, she thought it shall be heavy, but she gripped it with ease, surprised by the strength of the potion, she grinned, now playfully throwing it from hand to hand, just like Obelix did before.
She was about to stretch her hand, but Asterix stopped her ,,No-no…feel in it. You're stronger now, than you think. With emotion, gently…''
Roxana nodded understanding.
She looked at the statue far in the distance and squinted through her grin, muttering ,,Love your imperial reflection. I'll show you one !''
And throwing the ball easily as never, it flew swiftly all across the stadium, meeting the statue of Caesar's head in the highest speed, trashing it to countless pieces. Roxana yelped in delight and surprise at once, jumping up and clapping excitedly with her hands.
,,Dear Jupiter, that was exciting,'' she moaned at the wonderful feel of hurting Caesar's ego, but not hurting himself.
,,Go on !'' Asterix grinned wide, and looked around, walking to the side of stadium, to the tall statue just by the wall, which wasn't attached to it at all, he showed with his hand at it, when Roxana walked to him.
,,Nooo,'' she breathed, shaking with her head.
,,Why not ?'' Asterix chuckled, crossing his hands on his chest, while watching her and supporting his body against the wall.
Roxana's lips parted, when she eyed the tall statue, heavy on the first sight, when she asked softly ,,Can I even lift it ?''
,,Please, don't underrate the potion our druid makes with love in his heart,'' Asterix said seriously, putting his palm on the spot above his heart, before chuckling loud as Roxana giggled back.
,,Alright then,'' she smiled nodding and reaching to the feet of statue, slowly but surely surprising herself as she lifted in up with ease.
,,See,'' Asterix approved with grin.
Roxana nodded smiling and walking back to the middle of stadium, stopping by sand and with loud intake of breath she lifted the statue yet high above her head before she with full force crushed it against the ground, that only slight pieces of feet reminded in her hands as the rest of it shattered all around her, lifting the sand in a big cloud around her body.
She yelped excitedly again as she dropped the feet and wiped off her body the rest of sand, looking around to find Asterix just beside her.
,,What else I can do ?'' she grinned asking, and rubbing her both palms together in delight, while biting her lip daringly.
,,As you saw me, you can run pretty fast,'' blonde Gaul nodded with smile, pleasantly surprised of her newly find courage.
Suddenly she gritted her teeth and swallowed loudly.
,,What ?'' Asterix chuckled, confused of her reaction.
,,I was never fond of running much,'' Roxana admitted almost shyly, looking at her feet, realizing she was bare foot all the time.
Asterix nodded, now understanding, before he grinned and stepped closer to her ,,But you did play tag when you were younger, right ?''
Surprising her with such question, Roxana slowly nodded, looking up at him again ,,Well, yes I did.''
He nodded, never hesitating and taping childishly at her shoulder ,,Tag.''
And without giving her a single chance to stop him or refuse he ran as fast as he could, as fast as the potion allowed him, he started making circles around the stadium.
Taking it as a great dare, she twice transferred her weight from one leg to other.
,,Oh-wait,'' Roxana grinned for herself, taking a breath and with right foot forward she ran, suddenly feeling that wave of cool air hitting her body delightfully, as she almost flew through the air, ignoring the sand making clouds around her body, she tried to focus on everything in front of her, especially on running Gaul.
They were circling the stadium fastly, with no mark of losing breath or strength, making the sand clouds even bigger, Roxana could swear her feet were warmer as she started to catch up the gap between herself and blonde, as he suddenly strayed to the side and ran to entrance of tribunes, running through them.
Roxana had to stop, nearly stumbling to ground before she steadied herself, and turned to look where he was, so she could follow him. The moment she spotted him somewhere high on tribunes, waiting and tapping daringly with his foot, she bit her smiling at him from the distance and ran towards him up to tribunes, making her way through the aisles. Until she caught him and tapped at his shoulder.
,,Tag,'' she grinned way more, and before he could reach for her and tag her back she giggled loud running again. Never looking back.
They were running around the whole stadium, over tribunes and royal's seats, then tribunes and back to the stadium, Roxana bravely escaping him each time he was about to catch her.
The moment potion's effects faded she felt her feet slowing and felt how heavy it felt to run fast, until she nearly stopped completely but that time Asterix caught her and with her loud squeak of surprise they both tumbled to the ground, with the force of Gaul's body rolling over each other of inertia, until they stopped in the middle of sand clouds.
The sand started slowly settling around them, covering their bodies, as Asterix was leaning just above her, both laughing and breathing hard, Roxana's cheeks glowed in shade of scarlet, but not as if from shame or anger as usual.
Her chest heaved and she closed her eyes at the delightful press of weigh from Gaul atop her.
Blinking few times to see him again, smiling down at her, the silence between them so overwhelming just as the contact of their bodies, until he did something shocking.
Asterix leaned down and captured her lips in a long, and ever so passionate kiss, his tongue tangling with hers, she let out low moan from satisfaction of the fervency he put in it.
It was simply wonderful, and so bad at the same time, but she couldn't resist herself, her left arm hugged him around his back and clutched him down at her. She only deepened their kiss, repaying his passion with her own ministrations of her lips and tongue, feeling his teeth suddenly nibbling at her full bottom lip, she moaned to his mouth, surprised of herself, and of how loud he made her moan.
Feeling his hand fondled her side, her eyes fluttered heavily at the sensuality of his caress. His beard wonderfully tickled her, as he kissed her again, she whimpered, making him groan at her response, before she harshly pushed at his chest, forcing him on his back and rolling instantly over him, her body now pressing atop his. Kissing him back, she moaned when his both arms wrapped around her slim waist and caressed her back.
Only when she broke the kiss and gasped, she realized what she was doing and when he was about to lift his head to kiss her again she breathed out ,,I-I should go.''
Roxana narrowed quickly just as Asterix, who nodded swiftly in response ,,I am sorry. I-I shouldn't have done that. You love Caesar and you belong to him.''
At that moment she quickly realized what he said, and refused his proclamation by another kiss, this time she kissed him passionately, shocking him, that the wings on top of his helmet fluttered excitedly on their own accord, but he very easily gave in, his palm landing on her hip, as they sat in settling sand in the middle of stadium.
She broke the kiss and gasped ,,You have nothing to be sorry about. Now we're even.''
,,I…thought you are loyal to him,'' Asterix stuttered out, when she wasn't seeming to stand up and go, just sat there gazing at him with light smile on her face.
,,I am…I am loyal to him as probably to the only man in my life,'' she admitted slowly, swallowing the taste of Gaul on her lips. Her heart was beating like race and heat was filling her cheeks.
Asterix gave her confused and smilingly surprised look at once as he leaned back on his elbow, partly lying on his back and looking up at her ,,So he wasn't your first ?''
,,No,'' she shook her head laughingly, sweeping the hair off her face. Nodding slowly, she took a slow breath, licking her lips before looking at her hands fondled in her lap ,,I have had several men when I was young, and I don't have any problems talking about my sexual life. It was tremendous and passionate, and I felt heavenly, to not belong to anybody…and I love Caesar, I do, but sometimes I…I miss that old life of mine. They might call me hetaera in Rome for a reason.''
,,I believe that is not the right expression. You were enjoying your life, and you did it, because it was pleasing you. There is no shame about it…'' Asterix soothed her with single, true and very warm smile. ,,But if you miss it, then what forces you to not stray from Caesar ?'' he asked, listening carefully for any answer.
,,I don't know…because I love him ?'' Roxana looked in blonde's blue eyes, making him swallow. ,,Because I think, that if I won't stray, he will marry me, even though he does it himself with Cleopatra,'' she shrugged, painfully swallowing the picture of Egyptian Queen of the Queens.
,,Pardon me, but that makes no sense,'' Asterix slowly narrowed to sitting position to better look at Roxana by his side, as she bit her lip, he could see those sparkling tears in her eyes, as she exhaled heavily through her beautiful nose.
,,I am willing of compromise, since he claims me as his and only his. It flatters me more, than if he stayed loyal to me,'' Roxana spoke like she was convincing herself of the truth of her own explanation. She had to push the thought of Cleopatra back into deepest corner of her mind, since she hated talking about her, thinking of her, hearing of her, what more seeing her in person.
She was willing with Caesar, to let him have his relationship with her, as long as she didn't have to meet her so often. And of course she knew too well, Caesar used the relationship only for his imperial improvement, and it was just sex, while with Roxana herself it was love. She knew too well, more sure after Caesar's talk before they had left in Greece.
,,And besides, Julius is…a passionate lover,'' she finally smiled with dreamily closing eyes, she bit her lip. ,,I can't complain about his output he performs to me each time we're together, making up for me the fact he is the only one,'' her eyes opened, when she nodded blissfully at the thought.
But when she remembered how he behaved just before she left him this very evening, she wasn't so sure of her words so suddenly.
,,Well, that's pleasant to know, you have wide tastes which Caesar is able to fulfill…but…are you happy like this ?'' Asterix all of a sudden asked, tearing her from deepest thoughts.
,,Of course I am. I know his heart belongs to me, and that is the best conquer of all,'' Roxana offered a nod.
,,Well yes, that surely is. But are you happy to have him-as you said-the only one…while you are one of many ?'' Asterix uttered very carefully to not hurt her, or offend her.
This proclamation made her consider it, which she refused for a long time until now.
She looked at Gaul who already expected some burst of anger, or loud yells and accuses of how dares he to speak like this, but he got surprised, when Roxana answered very lowly.
,,I'm not quite sure…'' her voice merely a whisper. She scooted her knees to her chest and dug her chin to her dress, while she exhaled ,,But who knows, what would he do if I had a secret lover, since he insist that I belong to him and to nobody else.''
,,I understand,'' Asterix nodded slowly, before Roxana sighed loudly.
On the other hand, how could she be so sure she belongs to him, since he doesn't want to marry her…even if he's afraid…just as she said this very evening, she is not his wife, and that was giving to all people of Rome reason to call her his concubine.
,,I am sorry I brought up this situation and conversation. I didn't want to make you feel melancholic,'' Asterix reached with his hand to her arm, caressing it, making her narrow back.
,,It is alright…I feel better when I can release my thoughts, and at least I'm not talking with empty air,'' Roxana finally smiled again, making Asterix smile too.
,,I see,'' Asterix chuckled softly, watching her smile with such admiration, his eyes captured by her beauty.
She bit her lip watching him back, before she uttered slowly ,,I know it's inappropriate, but…can-can I ?'' Roxana pointed at his beard, he noticed and he smiled wide.
Nodding to her delight ,,Of course.''
Roxana slowly shifted on her knees and scooted closer to him, while her fingers ran gently over his beautiful moustache she admired.
,,Romans doesn't want to have it, and all of them insist on shaving, and…I was used to Greece men, who were letting their beard or moustache grow, just like yours, and…it's been so long,'' she smiled, when she caressed his face lightly with her fingertips.
,,Of seeing one ?'' Asterix chuckled softly, his moustache tickling her fingers, Roxana smiled.
,,Of feeling one…tasting one,'' she murmured softly, she observed him with much delight, she couldn't help it, leaning in, closing the small gap between their bodies and their lips, she had to kiss him again, to feel him and taste before she might forget about it again.
Asterix smiled to her lips, feeling them part for him, he eagerly kissed her deeper, making her moan again from the overwhelming feel. It was wonderful. It was passionate. It was tremendous. And it made her body tremble and melt under the sensation.
,,You are so beautiful,'' Gaul exhaled against her mouth, making her whimper softly at his statement. ,,You deserve to be cherished,'' Asterix looked in her soft brown eyes, she melted at his words, cupping his cheek, she crushed her lips back on his. But when she started lying down with him atop her, he muttered to her lips ,,Are you sure of what you're doing ?''
Roxana nodded slowly ,,I won't allow myself to bring it any further, but at least…to kiss…'' Her eyes pleading and her voice so full of desperate hope.
Asterix smiled, nodding and leaning down. She was so beautiful, and royal, which gave him the pleasure itself, he kissed her. Just as he said, he had the chance to cherish at least, if she craved it.
It was sensation, she didn't felt for ages, and she felt how her body betrays her, after her ruined arousal earlier this evening. It was like watering of a garden after long drought. She couldn't think straight, but focus on Gaul's lips and fantastic tongue and far more wonderful moustache which teased her in all the right ways.
To her delight he trailed his lips with his moustache off her mouth and down her neck, teasing her, she whimpered loud, not able to deny herself anymore. It was too wonderful after so long, and too satisfying after her ruined evening.
After couples of minutes, when they kept kissing each other, Roxana gasped finally, she cupped Asterix's cheeks and smiled up at him, while licking her numb lips ,,Thank you.''
,,Don't thank me, please,'' he smiled down at her, before he helped her to sit up. ,,I thank you for such beautiful variegation of the games,'' he smiled at her, while slowly standing up and helping her up too.
Roxana nodded caressing his cheek and taking his arm so he could escort her to the gate from stadium.
,,I thank you then for a wonderful evening,'' she smiled insisting and pressing her index finger on his lips when he was about to protest. She smiled at him, and kissed him yet softly on lips, his wings on his helmet fluttered excitedly again, she noticed and it made her just giggle ,,For a good luck in games.''
,,If you ever felt, like you don't belong…please let me know, Roxana,'' he smiled at her warmly, she eagerly nodded, before walking slowly backwards, away from him.
,,I will keep an eye on you tomorrow, Asterix,'' she winked, before she finally turned to him with her back, never regretting following him this evening to the stadium, while she repeated their kisses over and over in her mind, all the way to the palace.
She nearly danced across the corridors and great hall, smiling wide for herself unless she faced the door of her and Caesar's bedroom.
She swallowed thickly the lump in her throat, and breathed out thickly, taking courage before she opened the door.
Roxana spotted Caesar pacing on the balcony until her arrival interrupted him, he froze spotting her, how she closed the door turned to him with her back, she leaned against the door and pressed her forehead at the wooden surface.
,,Roxana !'' Julius called for her, his voice full of regret, worries and affection as he hurried to her, his hands suddenly landing on her arms, to slowly turn her to him, so he could face her.
She didn't said a single word looking up in his eyes.
,,Oh- I was so worried, where have you been, what were you thinking and what you were about to do. I was so afraid, yes I was. And I was mistaken, and I regret, that I had put my selfish thoughts on the first place, that I yelled at you…I'm sorry about how did I made you feel, so sorry,'' his words floating out of his chest so quickly and worriedly, he didn't take a single breath between the sentences, and his eyes filled with pain, when she looked in his crystals. He never moved his hands over her arms, just holding her to not give her chance to run away in the middle of his apology, when he finally breathed out, his lips forming a painfully sad expression ,,Could you forgive me ?''
Roxana examined him carefully, but the pain in his eyes which was clear was melting her under its intensity. He was truly thinking about his mistake, he was able to admit it and he even apologized and asked for forgiveness.
,,Please,'' he begged softly falling to his knees and hugging her waist, burying his face to her stomach, never daring to open his eyes, she felt how tears escaped his eyes and soaked to her dress, while he repeated his question ,,Could you forgive me, Roxana ? Could you-''
,,-Shh,'' she finally cooed, melted to the last muscle of her body, when he looked up to see in her face, she nearly let out a whimper after seeing his tears. He never cried, and now he cried and regretted his previous behavior.
She cupped his cheeks, cooing again and bringing him back on his feet ,,Shh-shh…''
,,I didn't want to yell, and didn't want to make you sad. Roxana you are the only sun in my life, shinning so bright, please you have to forgive me. I don't know what would I have been without you. I need you, more than anything. You mean for me more than any conquer, you are the purpose of my living since I fell in love with you. And I didn't want to hurt you, please, you have to believe me,'' Caesar kept speaking with harsh but ever so soft voice, his palms fisting her dress desperately, when she still remained silent.
,,Please you have to believe me,'' Julius repeated, while he closed his eyes and let his forehead rest against hers.
The great Emperor was apologizing, begging and urging as never in his life before, and that impressed her far more than any of his conquers or flatters at her person he proclaimed during those five years.
,,I believe you, Juli, I do,'' she finally whispered, feeling how his mind eased with his body, his fists loosening ist grip on her dress, while he breathed out his tension and relief. ,,And I forgive you my love…'' she smiled, looking up at him, when he faced her again.
His smile shinned so bright on his face, after her words, he hugged her to his chest, kissing the top of her head.
,,Please don't leave me again,'' he muttered to her hair, before looking in her eyes again, as she slowly nodded and cupped his cheeks bringing him down to her lips to kiss him softly.
,,I won't,'' she nodded, smiling, before she let him hug her, while they walked to their bed.
,,I promise I will never make you feel that way again. You were right, you are not my slave, and I don't want you to think of that, please,'' he spoke lowly still, she nodded to sooth him. ,,And about not being my wife-''
,,-Shh…you've said enough for tonight. I forgave you, and I will never leave you. Now give your mind a little rest, you've been thinking for whole time I was gone, and you don't have to worry anymore. Come, let's go to bed,'' Roxana smiled as she effectively silenced him and calmed down his ticking thoughts.
She slowly slipped off her dress and moved on bed, watching Caesar strip as well, calling for servants to kill the light in oil lamps across the room, before he moved himself beneath the sheets to his Goddess.
He scooted so close to her, she smiled when he gently pressed her to his chest and hugged her petit form. When servants left them in the darkness, door closed, only moon shining through the opened balcony, Caesar descended with his lips on Roxana's neck and whispered to her skin ,,I love you more than anything, Roxie.''
,,I know that, Juli. I love you the same way,'' she smiled, when he kissed up her neck, and sweetly continued over her jaw line, until he'd found her mouth in loving withal so desperate kiss.
,,It gave my heart an ache when you left,'' he admitted, kissing her again, she smiling to his lips. ,,I wish to make for you everything up. To cherish you, to make you forget how I behaved, and never remember on that again,'' he kept whispering between his kisses which lowered from her mouth down her neck again and slowly over her chest to her delight, she was happy for his words and the meaning of them, but when he started rolling over her, she pushed him back beside her.
,,No-no-no, let's sleep,'' she nodded, leaning in his chest.
,,You are still upset, aren't you ?'' Caesar muttered inquiringly to her unusual refuse.
,,No I am not upset anymore, I am just tired and I want to sleep,'' she lied softly to keep him calm. She maybe forgave him, but she yet didn't want to allow him to conquer her back so quickly. If he truly loved her, he'll patiently wait.
He nodded, breathing out his relief when she pillowed her head by his chest, he only hugged her closer to his chest to make her feel warm and comfortable, before feeling her breathe easily as she started succumbing to sweet sleep.
